The Duck Stops Here
By Cheri Scolari
For four hours we toiled, building pyramids with cheese molds, reassembling a partitioned pig, identifying a collection of fowl, post-mortem, and even walking backwards wearing flippers, holding a tray of glasses while under siege by water pistols! Our culinary knowledge was put to the test as well: We tasted pates and pastries wearing nose plugs and blindfolds, identified grains of rice, mushrooms and Bloody Mary mix and ascertained the age of French wines and Armagnac. At four o’clock we returned to Abe and Arthur’s, exhausted but proud to have finished the course. A post-Duckathlon party and
We didn’t bring home any spoils (those went to the first and second place winners) but we were proud of our effort, had a good romp and enjoyed a beautiful day in the city with some of the best chefs you’ll meet anywhere. With any luck, we’ll get invited back next year. That will give us some time to hone our skills making mayonnaise with a barbeque fork!